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Shane’s babbling usually brought him great comfort. This time, it made Ilya painfully aware of everything. Every twitch, every flinch, every kick, and every hissed exhale. Not a hair follicle on Shane’s head could move without Ilya being painfully aware of it. He loved it. He hated himself for loving it.
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Ilya, Shane, and a belt.